𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕀𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕥

65

Away from each other
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In the soft morning light, Neha descended the stairs, discovering Siddharth still peacefully asleep on the couch. Neha, aware of Siddharth's practice and the need for him to be awake, approached the windows. With a swift motion, she parted the curtains, inviting the gentle sunrays to fill the room.

As the sunlight gently kissed Siddharth's face, he furrowed his brows in response to the disturbance, gradually waking from his slumber. Observing Neha's silent movements, he yawned and sat up, the events of the previous night gradually filtering back into his waking consciousness.

In a somber atmosphere, Neha moved through the room, delicately gathering the scattered remnants of Siddharth's outburst. Each item found its place under her careful touch, creating an ordered semblance amidst the emotional aftermath. Siddharth remained seated, wuth a blank expression on his face.

The kitchen became Neha's haven of concentration, where the rhythmic sounds of her preparations resonated. Unspoken tensions lingered in the air, with Siddharth maintaining his stoic silence. Vasundhara, upon descending, detected the muted unease,

Yen ma ivlo kalailaye yelunjitae?

Neha feigned a smile at Vasundhara and answered,

Illa Ma, inniki meeting iruku adhan sikiram ponnum

Oh

Vasundhara could easily see through Neha's attempts to hide the truth. The telltale signs of exhaustion were evident with the dark circles under her eyes, a clear indicator that a restful sleep had eluded her. Just then, the voices of Siddharth and Joseph echoed through the hall, catching the attention of both women.

Night yen pa ingaye thungitae?

Illa uncle, match patutu irundhen tired agi apdhiye thungiten

Vasundhara, being familiar with her son's nuances, wasn't easily convinced by his explanation. She could discern the underlying truth from the tone of his voice. As both women continued with their breakfast preparations, Siddharth entered the kitchen and lingered in the doorway. Without uttering a word, Neha abandoned her pretense of busyness, and Siddharth silently grabbed the coffee she had prepared for him. With a nod, he retreated to the hall, leaving Neha to resume her previous tasks.

Vasundhara hesitated to inquire further, but the atmosphere in the house hinted at something amiss. Neha hastily finished her breakfast and left, while Siddharth, after a brief visit to their room, hurriedly departed as he was running late. Concern gripped Vasundhara as she pondered on what might have transpired between the two.

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Regina noticed Neha standing by the window in the corridor, appearing lost in her thoughts. Regina approached her and gently placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.

Yennachu Doctor? Yen na pakrapolam yedhachum yosanai'laye irukinga?

Neha responded with a blank smile, her eyes still fixed on something beyond the window.

Ivlo naal na yellarukum sadhagama decision yedhukuradhum, adha avunga en kitterndhu yedhirpakuradhum, na panna thappa illa avanga panra thappa'nu purinjika mudhila. Adhan yosikiren

Neha turned around and gently shook her head, as if reassuring Regina,

No, you're not the reason

Regina breathed a sigh of relief, fearing for a moment that her words from the other day might have overwhelmed Neha.

Vera yenna doctor?